Youre It, Holland:-:T.H:-:
Authors Note: Here we go! The second third(and possibly not the last?) part of this mini series, for @definitely-not-black-cat formally known as @summernykole’s 1k Writing Challenge. Hope you all enjoy it!! I got totally carried away here! It just kept going!!! I had to split it into two separate chapters! But it’s all one Part so it’s all getting posted tonight!! Please, reblog if you like what you read. Also, check out my Masterlist.
Summary: An innocent game of tag starts between two best friends when they’re kids… but as they get older can the game stay innocent?
⚠️ Warning: cursing, kissing, SMUT SMUT SMUT!!! Oral sex(male and female receiving)!! Doused in Fluffiness! With a touch of Angst for flavor!!
Word Count: 4,000… I just couldn’t stop
Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3a | Part 3b
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“This… was… a mistake.” You choked out through shaky breaths. The sight of Toms face falling at your words, made your chest constrict, and you cried harder. “Wait… no… I mean…” You shook your head again to try and clear your thoughts, but it only muddled them further. “I… I’m sorry.” You apologized, and pulled away from him.
He didn’t let you get too far as he gripped your arms rubbing slow calming circles on your skin. “Hey… no it’s ok.” His voice was soothing, even with the crackle of uncertainty that laced his words. “I guess… this… this was a… bad idea.”
You nodded looking up at him through tear soaked lashes, and you couldn’t keep the quiver off your bottom lip as you saw his glassy tear filled eyes. You hated that look on his face. Sad and hurt. Shit. You had to tell him. Had to let him know what was going on in your head.
You dared to let out a soft broken laugh. “Yeah… very poorly timed… but…” You took a deep shaky breath, as you stared into his eyes. “I’m… I’m so glad… fuck.. I’m so glad it was you… that you were my first.” You said softly searching his eyes for affirmation.
He smiled down at you, and gave your arms a little squeeze of encouragement. “Same here, darling.” He said rubbing up and down on your arms comfortingly.
You smiled inwardly at the fact that you were his first too. But, you needed more. Needed to hear his answer to your next question. “What was this to you?” You dropped your eyes from his, to the small stretch of bed that laid between you.
You felt Toms body freeze as his fingers tightened their grip on your arms. “Um… what do you… mea…” He said tentatively, sliding his hands down your arms a little to rest at your elbows.
“Was this… just part of the game? Am I just a game to you?” You said more forcefully cutting him off, as you snapped your eyes back up to his. You held his shocked gaze with as much intensity as you could. You let the tears keep falling. Rolling down your cheeks to collect on your chin before dropping to the ruffled bed sheets. “Because… because… I don’t want… that... I… I don’t t want… to be just a game, anymore!” You said between ragged breaths.
A flash of realization hit him, and his face softened. “Oh, darling…” He cupped both your cheeks with his hands, wiping your tears away with his thumbs. “You were never just a game to me.” He leaned forward, looking deep into your eyes, and you could see the indecision inside him being washed away by determination. “I love you.” His voice was a hushed whisper, but in the silence of his room he may as well have been screaming.
Those three little words. Those three little words that held so much power over you.
He had said them to you so many times, and it was always completely platonic. But, this time it felt different. Your chest tightened at the way he said them. Low and soft. And, only for you.
You shook your head to clear those wild thoughts. He’s your best friend. Of course he loves you. And, he wants to comfort you. He wants you to stop crying.
“I know…” You sniffled as your tears slowly stopped, and you pulled back slightly to get some more distance between you. “We’re best frien…”
“No!” He cut you off pulling your face closer to his. “More than that. More than a friend.” You felt a hot blush explode on your already hot face as he pressed his lips to yours again for probably the millionth time that night. He loved you? Like… Love, loved you? Was he really saying that?
You felt the fire reignite inside you, and you wanted to tell him how you felt. That you loved him. Only him. Since, his sixteenth birthday you’ve dreamed about this. About you being his. And him being yours. You opened your mouth trying to force the words out. “I… I… um…” You hesitated looking up into his deep brown eyes. His eyebrows raised expectantly waiting for you to finish that sentence. “I’m so proud of you, you know that?” You said in a rush, wincing at how you had chickened out.
What the hell was wrong with you? He told you how he felt with such ease. So, why couldn’t you do it too? Were you really that scared of what would happen if you told him? Scared of changing the perfect friendship you had into something more? Something deeper?
Tom didn’t even flinch at your lameness as he let out another breathy laugh. Almost like he knew you weren’t going to tell him what he wanted to hear. You saw the hopeful light dim in his eyes as the disappointment of your non-confession washed over him. “Yeah… I know.” His eyes moved around your face as if he was trying to memorize every single detail of you. Like, he thought this might be over. The end. All because he told you his feelings, and you were being an ass about yours. You hung your head in an attempt to hide from his intense love filled gaze, wiping the remains of your tears from your face. “Fuck…” He muttered as he leaned back against the wall.
“What?” You asked lifting your head to look up at him, and trying to ignore that this whole time the both of you were still very naked.
“I really wish I wasn’t leaving tomorrow.” He stared up at the ceiling. “I feel like we need more time. To figure this out.” He said the words you had been thinking, sighing in defeat, and you felt bad for bringing his mood down. He should be excited about setting off to play the part of a lifetime, not worried about what’s going on between the two of you.
You were being so lame. You needed to fix this. Bring him back up. Give him a reason not to worry. You weren't sure you could tell him how you felt, but maybe you could show him. You were still feeling anxious. Stuck somewhere between staying his best friend, and becoming something more. You were terrified, but the knowledge that he loved you gave you the courage to push forward.
“Me too.” You dipped your head to place a soft kiss on his shoulder. He glanced at you, and you gave him a shy smile. “But…” You swung your leg over Tom's body, straddling his hips as your face hovered above his. His eyes widened momentarily at your sudden movement then softened again as you settled yourself in his lap. “With great power…” His hands landed on your hips, and he smiled up at you as you pecked a kiss on his cheek. “Comes great responsibility.” His smile widened, and his grip on your hips tightened as you kissed his other cheek holding back your laughter. “Isn’t that right, Spider-Man?” You murmured against his lips before closing the distance as you cut off Toms laughter. You deepened the kiss, darting your tongue into his mouth as his hands helped you grind against him. You let out a soft moan against his lips as you felt your arousal deepen.
“Fuck… you’re a nerd.” His words ghosted over your lips, and you smiled against his, squeezing your thighs together on either side of his hips. You wrapped your arms around his neck, your fingers diving into his hair, like so many times before.
“Is that right?” You said sarcastically, smirking down at him, and Tom nodded with a playful smile gracing his face. You rolled your eyes, pressing your lips to his, and felt him relax into you as your mouth moved across his.
You could feel his dick hardening beneath you as you softly and slowly ground your hips down into his. You smiled against his lips as he let out a moan, and his fingertips dug into your hips pulling you down into him as much as he could to feel more of that delicious friction against your still soaking pussy. It didn’t take long for his dick to be rock solid again, and you pulled back to look into his eyes. Your hand slowly slid down his chest, over his abs, until your fingers lightly danced over his dick as you shifted above him. Your eyes flicked to his nightstand, and you reached into the box of condoms pulling one out turning it over in your fingers. You mimicked his actions from earlier by ripping into it with your teeth, and removed the gooey rubber disk, inspecting it, trying to figure out which way was up.
Tom stared up at you in awe as your face lit up when you figured it out, and carefully rolled the condom down his length. His breathing hitched when you shifted again lining the tip of his dick with your entrance, and you kept your eyes on his letting a soft curse passed your lips at the dull ache in your pussy as you slowly slid down on him until he was completely buried to the hilt. You leaned your forehead against his and Tom let out the breath he had been holding as you lowered yourself down onto him, the warm air fanning your face.
“You love me, Tommy?” You asked softly lifting yourself up until your pussy only held the tip of his dick.
“Yes...” Tom’s response was a harsh whisper, and his eyebrows knitted together trying to control himself as you hovered above him. He dug his fingertips into the skin of your hips trying so very hard to keep from thrusting up into you.
“Then say it again.” You spoke barely loud enough for him to hear you. And, you let a soft moan escape as you slowly slid back down onto him.
You felt Tom shudder as you moved painfully slow, and his hand came up to cup your cheek pushing your face back so he could properly look you in the eyes. “I love you, Y/n.” He was so confident as he looked up at you with sincerity in his dark lust filled eyes.
You smiled down at him as he tantalizingly swiped his thumb across your bottom lip, and you sucked it into your mouth. You swirled your tongue around his thumb until Toms breathing became ragged, and you felt his hips buck slightly into yours. You released his thumb with a smile as you rocked your hips against his, leaning forward to brush your lips over his. “Ditto...” It wasn’t quite the confession you wished you could give him, but it was as close as you were going to get at the moment.
Toms eyes widened for a brief moment, clearly not expecting you to reciprocate his feelings tonight even through a cop out like ‘ditto.’ You gave him a bashful smile as the heat rose to your cheeks. He leaned up into you, and slammed his lips to yours. You moaned into the kiss as you rocked your hips back and forth. Tom leaned back against the wall, planting his feet on the bed, and pushed his hips up into yours. He flashed you a prideful smile at the sounds he was able to get you to make. Every soft moan and whimper egging him on to thrust harder, faster, deeper. Every curse and whisper of his name making it harder for him to control himself.
“Fuck… Tom…” You gasped as he relentlessly thrust into you. “Please… ahh… shit… I can’t…” Your body was not cooperating with you as you tried to match his pace. Your legs felt like jelly as he made you feel overwhelmed with unbelievable pleasure, the pressure coil inside you winding tighter and tighter all over again with every thrust. You almost screamed when Toms hands gripped your hips a little harder as he assisted your movements, lifting you up almost completely off his dick then slamming you back down into his lap. The slick walls of your pussy tightening around his dick, pulling a deep grunt from him each time he repeated those motions.
“Come on, darling…” Tom rasped encouragement into your ear. “Keep going… you’re doing so well.” You let out a soft whimper at his words your head falling onto his shoulder as you tried to keep moving. “Are… you close?” You nodded furiously, Tom kissing your neck as he spoke leaving a wet trail from just under your ear down over your shoulder. Each opened mouth kiss sending a frenzied pleasure down your spine.
“Tom…” You gasped into his neck, your hands tightening into his hair. “I... mmm… don’t stop… I’m… almost...” You pleaded as your movements slowed, even with his hands on your hips, you couldn’t keep up. “Please…” You threw your head back, squeezing his hips with your thighs, and your walls tightened around his dick as your arousal climbed to its peak just begging to tumble over. “Ohhh… fuck… so close….” You felt tears prick your eyes as he slammed up into you. Fuck, this felt good. He felt good. Moving in and out of you. Over and over. Deliciously stretching you out for him. Only him. And, all you could think was ‘why didn’t we do this sooner?’ “Ahh… shit…” you gasped rolling your head forward to rest against his shoulder again as Tom took your nipple into his mouth, sucking and flicking the little bud with his tongue. Each pass of his tongue sent a shock of pleasure through you, causing your pussy to flutter around his dick. You were teetering on the edge of oblivion when you felt Toms hips stutter against you.
“Ohh… fuuuuuck….” He mumbled against your chest. “I… I can’t… I’m gonna cum…”
You wanted to help him get there. You needed it. You leaned back a little, sliding your hands back to his shoulders for leverage, and began bouncing faster and harder on his dick. “Ohhh… my god!” You almost yelled as you moved up and down on him as quickly as you could. Your every bounce meeting his every thrust perfectly to hit that pleasure center inside you. “Oooh…. fuckfuckfuckfuck….TOM!” The coil suddenly snapped harder than ever before, and you practically screamed his name as that white hot euphoria flooded your senses again.
“Oh… oh fuck!... I… I’m... Y/N!!” Tom shouted gripping your hips even tighter, and giving you two more deep thrusts before his own orgasm ripped through him. Neither of you cared who woke up anymore. You threw your arms around his neck, and your hips stalled against his as wave after wave of the most intense climax you had ever felt crashed through you, your body spasming around him, harshly clenching and unclenching your walls, milking every last drop from him. You rocked your hips back and forth until only soft shudders of your orgasm remained. Tom groaned as the last of his orgasm fizzled out.
“Holy shit…” Tom breathed against your neck his breaths coming out in heavy pants. “Oh my… fuck...” His hands pulled your hips as close to his as he could, and held you there stilling your movements against him. His chest meeting yours as your lungs expanded and retracted in unison with every ragged breath. His breathing started evening out, and he turned his head to place a chaste kiss on your neck.
“Yeah… that was…” You took a few deep breaths trying to come down from the clouds so you could form coherent thoughts again. “Crazy Intense.” You pulled back looking down at him with a wide smile as you took in the way he looked at this moment. His hair sticking up in all directions due to your wandering fingers, his eyes glittering in the dim light of his room and still darkened by lust, his lips swollen by your needy love filled kisses, and his cheeks red from exertion.
And, he deserved more than ‘ditto.’
You had to tell him how you felt. Properly. “I love you, Tommy.” You said softly into the quiet afterglow. Tom’s whole face lit up at your words, and his beautiful Holland smile stretched across his face. You couldn’t stop yourself. You kept talking. “I’ve… been… in love with you… since we were sixteen.” You said as you placed sweet kisses on his cheeks, chin, nose, and finally his lips. “I… I’m…”
Your words died on your tongue, and were replaced with a high pitched squeaking ‘yelp’ as Tom flipped you over. Your back was pressed into his mattress, and he was hovering over you. “That… that’s awesome!” He said as he leaned down to kiss you again and again, moving to pepper kisses all over your face. “That’s… so… awesome!”
You giggled at his relentless kisses and tried to push him back. “Tom!... ok… ok… stop…” You said between breathless laughter.
“Can’t…” Kiss. “Busy…” Kiss Kiss. “And…” Kiss. “Don’t wanna.” Kiss Kiss Kiss.
You laughed harder as his fingers started tickling your sides, and you pushed against his shoulders. “Tommmm... mmmyy!!.... please… stop!! I c… can’t… breathe!!” You gasped for air as Tom stopped his assault on your face and sides, his lips hovering just above yours, a gorgeous smile on his face.
“Say it again.” He whispered, staring down at you with his golden brown eyes glittering. You felt the heat climbing onto your face as you suddenly felt slightly embarrassed under his intense gaze. You shook your head trying to cover your face with your hands, but he caught your wrists holding them to the bed on either side of your head. “Aw… why not?” He moped as his smile fell into a pout, his bottom lip sticking out and all you could think about was pulling it between your teeth to nibble on it.
“It’s… embarrassing…” You stammered, eyes completely focused on his lips.
“Come on...” His mouth turned up at the corners as a small smirk returned to his face. He knew what you wanted. He knew you wanted him to kiss you. He leaned in ever so slowly, until his lips were almost touching yours. “Please?” He brushed his nose against yours, and you felt all your embarrassment dissipate as you felt his warm breath fanning your face.
You let out an exasperated sigh. You couldn’t deny him. He was just so intoxicating. “I love you.” Your voice was soft just barely above a whisper. His smile returned with full force, and he dipped his head forward closing the distance between you. He let your tongue dance through his mouth, exploring and tasting him, before his tongue joined in.
He broke the kiss, bringing his hand up to caress your cheek. “I’m so in love with you. Have been… since we were eleven… maybe even longer than that.” His voice was so gentle, so sincere, and you were shocked at his confession.
“Really? That long?” You pulled back, studying his face with wide eyes.
“Why do you think I started this game in the first place?” He asked tucking loose strands of your messy post sex hair behind your ear.
“Why didn’t you ever tell me?” You asked running your hands through his hair trying to smooth the wild curls, that were totally your fault.
He shrugged his shoulders. “Scared, I guess. Didn’t think I could handle losing you.” He rolled onto his back, quickly disposing of the used condom, and pulled you close to his side his arm wrapped firmly around your waist.
You leaned up to place a reassuring kiss on his cheek. “Ok, but same.” You heard his small laugh at your words as you settled your head on his shoulder.
A warm comfortable silence fell between you as you smiled up at his profile, and you couldn’t help but think how lucky you were to have him. Also, how you just loved him so much, and now you knew he loved you too.
Except, he was leaving tomorrow… oh shit… today. Your eyes glanced at the clock on his nightstand and you had to stifle a laugh. “Oops…” you giggled out.
“What?” He asked looking down at you with bright amused eyes.
“It’s three thirty…” You said pointing to the clock, and his eyes widened his head whipping around to see the clock for himself. “Don’t you have to be up in like two hours?”
“Fuck…. yeah… uuugh…” He groaned and brought his up to cover his face. “Oh well… I’ll just sleep on the plane.” He let out a long breath, and you knew he was on the verge of passing out.
“Tom?” He asked into the quiet room. Tom hummed in response, barely awake. “What happens now?” You asked still worried about how this was going to work.
Tom must have sensed your nerves, because his arm tightened around you. “What… um… what do you want to happen?” He responded, asking you what you wanted to let you know that he was leaving this whole thing in your hands. Whatever you wanted, he’d be okay with it.
“I… I want you.” You mumbled against his chest. “I want to be your… um…” You couldn't say it as your anxiety flared.
“My girlfriend?” He finished for you, and you nodded against him. He let out a relieved sigh and kissed the top of your head. “As you wish, darling.”
You smiled, pushing yourself up to plant a kiss on his cheek. “Tom Holland… is my boyfriend.” You said it out loud just so you could hear it. “That’s gonna take some getting used to.” You laughed, and Toms eyes fluttered closed as a lazy smile took over his face.
“Yeah… I’ve only been dreaming about it for eight years!” He quipped laughing with you, and you placed a chaste kiss to his lips.
“Should’ve said something… we could’ve been doing this a lot sooner!” You joked almost shrieking when his fingers tickled your side again. You jumped away from him giggling. “Okay… I could’ve said something too.” You admitted, and Tom put his hands up in truce. “I think we should get dressed.” You said, shifting to the edge of the bed. “Because… knowing us, we’ll over sleep, and I kinda don’t want your mom to walk in, and see… well… all this…” You motioned to both of your naked bodies.
“Yeah…” Tom chuckled as he slowly lifted himself up. “That’d be hard to explain.”
You both stood, slowly grabbing articles of clothing to wear to bed. Tom opted for a pair of joggers and no shirt, since that’s how he slept all the time. Even, when you platonically shared his bed all those other times when you took afternoon naps. You grabbed a pair of his sweatpants, and put your shirt on from earlier. Hopefully, no one would wise up to what took place in this room last night.
“Oh…” Tom said gaining your attention as finished pushing your arms through the sleeves of your shirt.
“Hm?” You hummed a single eyebrow cocked in question.
He took two steps toward you and you turned to face him. His hands gripped your hips, pulling your body flush against his. He dipped his head down, capturing your lips once again. This wasn’t like the other kisses all needy, desperate, and full of lust. This kiss was soft, slow, and full of love. After a moment he pulled back resting his forehead against yours. “You’re it, Y/n.” He said softly as a small smile tugged at his lips.
“Whatever…” you playfully rolled your eyes at him, and you weren’t able to keep the smile from your face. “You win.”
Tom gazed down at you his eyes full of amusement, and he smirked victoriously. “Oh yes! I definitely did!” He placed one more small kiss on your lips before, climbing back into bed. You scurried in after him, cuddling into him, as he pulled the blanket over both your bodies. You leaned your back against his chest, and pushed your bum against his pelvis as he wrapped his arm firmly around your waist, pulling you as close to him as he could.
Tom let out a long yawn as he started to drift off to sleep. “I can’t wait… to come.. home…” He mumbled into your hair, and you heard his soft snores as he finally succumbed to sleep.
You giggled softly at how fast he passed out. “Neither, can I.” You whispered to yourself, as you felt yourself being lulled to sleep by his steady breathing.
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